𝒜𝓊𝒹𝓇𝑒𝓎 𝒥𝑒𝓃𝓈𝑒𝓃 ~ Be Afraid

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You shot up in the hospital bed taking heavy breaths. You looked around slightly confused but your eyes adjusted to the light, reality started to set in as memories flashed in your mind of that night. Confusion soon turned to anger and adrenaline, You ripped the IV out of your arm which probably wasn't the safest thing to do and pulled your feet out from under the covers. Placing your bare feet on the cold floor you stood up a burning pain rushing through your side making you whimper. You ignored it and kept walking over to the cabinets where you found your clean clothes.

You lifted up your clothes something falling out of them and hitting the hard floor making a loud noise in the silent room the only other noises being the machines. You bent slowly down and picked it up. It was your pocket knife  at first you were confused but then you remembered.

Dustin sat on your bed as you unpacked boxes "wow" you said with a chuckle as you picked your pocket knife out of the box catching Dustins attention "didnt know you kept that" Dustin murmured with a slight frown turning off his phone and setting it on the bed next to him. "Me either" You walked over to sit on the bed and flicked the blade out running it on your finger light enough so that it wouldn't cut you. It was Lips. "Yo if Im ever in the hospital on my death bed, leave this in the room" you laughed trying to lighten up the mood and flicked the blade back in handing it to Dustin. Dustin looked at it then at you before slowly taking it

You walked into the bathroom not keeping your eyes off your feet, your toe nails still painted black. You stood in front of the mirror and looked at yourself and ran your hand over your knotted hair. You flicked the blade out putting it up to make sure it was still shiny, Dustin did a good job taking care of it. You pulled it back to your eye sight and slowly ran it on your finger light so it didn't cut you but just to make sure it was still sharp

"You want me to have it?" Dustin asked fiddling with it in his hands "yeah I mean you gotta leave it in the hospital room right? Maybe I'll break out" you nudged him with your elbow and a grin on your face. He smirked shyly and shook his head you smiled and bit the inside of your cheek "but seriously carry it with you at school, its short enough to have" Dustin looked at you with wide eyes "how do you think Lip made that school his Bitch?" You smirked and pointed at the pocket knife "name one time that knife let Lip down" you said firmly Dustin looked down at the knife thinking but not saying a work "My point exactly"

You flicked the knife closed harshly it making a snapping noise you looked up at yourself in the mirror. One name was in your mind.